Losing Masks by Nicholas Metelsky

Author:Nicholas Metelsky [Metelsky, Nicholas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LitHunters Ltd.
Published: 2018-11-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

“Rabbit-one to Koschey: target-one is outside. He's lighting up a cigarette. Do you copy?”

“Copy, Rabbit-one. Koschey to Daddy-Rabbit: Rabbit-one is on the Veteran, 10 second readiness. Rabbit-one: fire at will. Over.”

Rabbit-one and Rabbit-two were our sniper groups, and Daddy-Rabbit was Kuroda. In fact, the snipers, Kuroda, Svyatov, and even the former governor all had their code names, but after watching them complete the obstacle course—a replica of the one that I had to pass in my world— I realized that these people were such grief-warriors that they clearly didn't deserve their personal code names for a long time. Someone had to be responsible for their poor preparation. Since our valorous officers could not do anything about it, I decided that they were unworthy of normal code names. In this sense, the poor snipers were less fortunate: they didn't really have time for all that. But I didn’t want to make the private corps and their commanders equal, so I now had five rabbits and sixty baby rabbits. To exercise a right of the most important rabbit, I took my old code name from the former world.

Wild Rabbit, aka Svyatov, was now undercover, just in case. I knew that there was no one to put a knife in our backs, but this tactic was never useless. Dirty Rabbit, who received his codename because he had come to me to have debates about the topic after the practice of hand-to-hand combat, was now at the base. Someone had to stay there, and since Tanaka couldn’t argue with two officers, he was the one that stayed.

I didn’t hear the shot. Besides that, Rabbits one and two were sitting on the roof of a two-story building 1000 feet from us, and their Htec rifles had silencers.

“Rabbit-one to Koschey: target-one destroyed.”

Three seconds later, “Targets-two and three are destroyed. Do you copy?”

Excellent—the external guard, consisting of two buttheads who loved to smoke on the post, had been removed.

“Copy, Rabbit-one. Koschey to Daddy-rabbit: snipers completed the assignment, we will proceed. Over.”

I addressed the group consisting of ten rabbits: “Go.”

Our current target was a small port warehouse that consisted of hundreds of containers and several buildings, of which only two had security. There were about thirty guards there: fifteen at one end of the warehouse and fifteen at the other. Two of them were always outside. Of these thirty, there were ten Warriors and one Veteran. Actually, the forces were somewhat excessive for such a place. There was nothing to protect here.

Both the northern and southern security buildings were one-story gray boxes. Running up to the northern one, I kept sight of the entrance. Stopping at the door and waiting for the two threes to take their places on the sides of the building, I signaled that we were starting. Almost simultaneously, the two side groups threw tear-gas checkers into the window. In a second or two, Baby Rabbit-seven came out from behind my back with his shotgun and a nozzle on it for knocking out locks and hinges.

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